This royal throne of Bushes, this festering pile, This earth of majistory, this feet of stars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by_Nature_for_myself
Against infections from the hand of whores, This sappy breed of men, this little world, This kidney stone set in crimson pee, Which serves it in the_oval_office_at_a_mall
Or as a moat offensive to a house, Against the envy of less wealthy lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this Texas.
I'm the new tyrant you're sleeping with. Do you snore?
